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Kendall Defoe

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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Naked People

Submitted to Contest #168

The last cars of the train rolled quickly ahead him as he stood on the platform for the last time. Jimmy Erasmus felt the train leave before he actually saw the caboose and thought about how the world was laughing at him. What a pathetic way for this to end, he thought. This is really the last one for me… He rolled his suitcase to an empty bench and sat for a moment. There was no other announcement on the PA. The day was over for his plans.But was it over for the rest of the them? Jimmy was a part of a particular sect that had no sense of hu...

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Death by Misfiring Squad!

The moment that he felt the wind touch his face, he knew that they were going to take him out. The tunnel was dark for most of his walk, but Morgan thought that it would go on and on for as long as he needed it. The ground felt stable and it was easy to just walk and walk until he saw a pinprick of light leading to somewhere he knew he wanted to get to; that was why he was here.No. No, no, no… The air was changing as the dark became light and a wind grew in strength until it almost knocked him over.“We got him!”Where was that voice coming fr...

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Cock and Bull

Submitted to Contest #166

“I quit!” Morgan stared at his face in the angled mirrors of the bathroom. He had been practicing the line in his own thoughts for more than a week. It was the first time that he actually said it out loud, and he made sure to say it in their upstairs bathroom. “I…” “Darling?” Tracy was in the kitchen with her coffee and some of that green blended mush that Morgan would be forced to wash down with his toast and poached egg (no caffeine for you, dear; very bad for your health). He really thought she would not be able to hear him over the blend...

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The Only Dog I Know

Submitted to Contest #165

“Mildred, we need to talk.” This was a real surprise. Usually, we would have our tea and scones at a local café – D’Angelo’s; please try their quiche and sauces if you have a chance – and there would be a lot of talk about our families, children, the problem of housekeeping and housekeepers, and what the weather was like as we stared out across the neighbourhood. That day, the weather was quite beautiful, and we found the perfect spot on that beautifully tiled patio with a table that did not wobble, chairs that still had the padding on – per...

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The Drunk

Submitted to Contest #165

This is all my fault. She did not try very hard. The bottle she had in her hand was vodka and very expensive (first mistake); she tried to sit between Robert and Kerwin (second); she felt upset when one of them picked it up – that very overpriced booze – to see what it was she was drinking. “Don’t touch my fucking drink!” Number three. Everyone heard that one. I heard it from the other room and slowly moved away from a girl I was chatting up to see the damage. Kerwin and Robert heard it more than most. I saw Robert put the bottle down and th...

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Gold in Them Hills!

Submitted to Contest #164

“Hey, kid! Good to see you! You are gonna love it here…if you have the right guide to things.” Uncle Jack was many things, but you could not call him a cynic. No, no, he always believed that things were going to get better, for all of us. The first time we met, he was standing in front of the train station, old raincoat but no umbrella on what was one the rainiest days of the year. The hat he had on his head – he told me that it was once called an Anthony Eden, whoever that was – provided him no protection from the water and I thought that t...

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The Deputy

Submitted to Contest #163

It was a long time before anyone spoke, but the boy knew almost immediately that he had made a mistake. “What kind of a question is that?” His father, halfway through his rice pilaf and roasted vegetables, was frozen with anger. He shook his dreadlocks at the boy and seemed to be on the edge of breakdown. “Who would ask such a thing over dinner?” Sympathy was not forthcoming from his mother, a woman much younger and calmer than his dad, but still tight with her annoyance. “Oh, darling, you can’t pose such a question while we are eating. It j...

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Why Your Dog Cares About You

All happy dogs are like one another; each unhappy dog is unhappy in its own way. It is Steven, and I believe that I can forget about ever really using “Rex” again. The last time I spoke to you, I discussed the effect of “being fixed” on other dogs. My owner, soon revealed by a change in his scent, brought me to the box where such things happen…and he did not give me that grotesque procedure. Perhaps it was staring at my face, and realizing that we have a very long history with each other kept him from allowing me to lose my essence. Perhaps...

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The Cook

Submitted to Contest #162

My best friend is a cat. I don’t mind. At least I can understand a cat. And the cat can understand me. My name is Toby, and I am six years old. My cat friend is Mikey, and he is at least two years old (I am not sure what it is in cat years). He is my best friend.We live in the suburbs of Lister, a small town that is about sixty miles from the big city. My family is my father, my mother and my younger sister, Diana. She is four years old. I am not sure how old my mother and father are (I always forget). Daddy works in an office in the big cit...

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Main Course

Lewis could not believe what he was hearing as he looked past the menu.“As you know, we do need a lot of hands on deck, and you have been the most qualified candidate we have interviewed in many moons.” Mr. Peltham, of the grey owlish eyebrows, surprisingly youthful upper body and bearded smile, was looking over the menu as he explained his decision. “This will come with a great deal of responsibilities; maybe things that you have not considered before, but…there are compensations.”This was the right place for such a change in his life. The ...

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Danny's Big Day

Submitted to Contest #161

This is a list of all the things that I am going to have to do this week and I want to make sure that I have this as a copy on the fridge. My brother is going to have to read this one day and I hope he can do this when he is my age. 6:00: Wake up. It is going to be the first day of school, so I have to make sure that I have all my clothes and things ready for it (my bag is going to be full of notebooks, pencils, pens, clothes for the gym and maybe my Mom’s cell number). I always make sure that the bed is made and that everything is in place...

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Fifty Percent

Submitted to Contest #160

It was like watching a crash in slow motion.Danier Leyte, the brightest boy of his class of ’10, the one picked to become a millionaire before he turned 40, the one that all of the best and the brightest of his class looked up to, was watching his career fall apart and – yes, yes, yes – crash in the rudest and worst possible way.A bus crash?A train crash?A ten-car pile up?No, no… This was ugly and real, happening in real time, with real consequences for real people.He was one of those real people. That jagged red line, tracing a jagged path ...

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Give Generously

Submitted to Contest #159

“I see,” said the manager, as he put the phone down and looked at the patron very carefully. Mr. Vanier was a patient man, working his way up the bank for over ten years until they finally decided he would suit them more favorably “running the whole show” – the owners’ phrase – instead of handling individual bank loans or opening and closing accounts. There was much to be said for the new job. The hours were brief and he did not have to deal with as many problems back in his private office. There had once been a bank robbery at a branch near...

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Binoculars or Telescope?

Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody…He was thinking of the same damn song every weekend now. The quarantine and the curfew were things he could get used to; there was a bit of luck in having a condo in the downtown core. At least it was in a part of town without his company's handiwork. It was a perfect example of cinema right in front of him (Hitchcock be damned), all silent and distant. So, he thought, I just needed to add a song.Another Saturday night…He adjusted the telescope once more to get a clear view of the night sky. Usua...

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Door-To-Door

Submitted to Contest #158

He hated his roommates, but they were not a problem on week-ends. Both Jerry and Bobby went home to their families when school was out, and they could both afford to drive home to have home-cooked meals and fresh laundry. Saturday and Sundays were clear. Dan would not see them until Monday, so… Their place was a mess. How could two guys with girlfriends get away with being such slobs? He started in the bathroom, getting the sink, tub and toilet to some level of decency that he could take; the kitchen was harder and the dishes and floor took...

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